Hey, what!

I was going to post this last night, and then I got distracted by stuff. :D :D :D

Checked my grades -- and all I have to say is good lord, our final average must have been awful, and I feel bad for our professor. O_o;; He was a really sweet guy, and very enthusiastic about this subject -- I just know it totally went over my head, augh. [rolls over] But, er, yes. For the record, I've mentioned before how really and truly awful that test was -- I left a good half of it blank, because I didn't know what I was doing, and I didn't remember this from my studying and my notes.

... I still managed to pull off a 3.4 in the class, what the HELL. O_o;;; Factoring in the other grades I had (final was 50%, homework and midterm both 25%), I ... must have done either really damn well on the final because of a low average, or the homework was boosted up to count for more, because ye gods and fishes know that my midterm grade wasn't anything to write home about. (Lowest score I have ever made on a test ever, oh god.)

Also, zinjadu and theladyfeylene will be proud to know that apparently, in spite of it all, I pulled off a decent grade in Murder (higher I did in pchem, at least)! :D I suppose all the reenactments of my textbook and random quotations in different accents really did pay off. XD Thank you guys, because I doubt I'd've done half as well without you two♥

You know, I'm really enjoying being able to kick back and not have classes for a week, but it's screwing with my schedule something fierce. o_o It's now four-fifteen and I am just now hungry enough to contemplate lunch -- even though I've been awake since nine-twenty. _o_

Still, if I might brag a moment, GO ME! I think this deserves a pizza or something. :D :D :D